It was a crisp October morning at the farmers market when William spotted Eleanor carefully selecting the ripest apples for her autumn pie. He offered his expert opinion — she laughed and handed him the basket to carry. That small act of kindness bloomed into something neither of them expected.

Two years of shared harvests, golden evenings, and countless pie-baking sessions later, we are ready to build our life together — rooted in the same warmth that brought us here.