Our Story
Every sunset since
The best parts of our story keep happening at dusk. Now there is a ring, a date, and a hillside - come stand in the last of the light with us.
First light
We met at a rooftop dinner just as the sun went down, and stayed talking long after the candles gave up.
The vineyard year
A harvest weekend among the vines became our favourite place, and we kept going back for the view and the quiet.
The yes
On the hill above the rows, right at golden hour, Mateo asked - and Sofia said yes before the sun touched the ridge.