First meeting
Rain, coffee, and the kind of conversation that makes you lose track of time.
How it all began
A few of the moments that brought us here.
Chapter one
We met on a Tuesday that refused to stop raining. Jack was working on a laptop by the window; Julie's umbrella failed spectacularly on the sidewalk outside. A shared table, two cappuccinos, and an hour that somehow became three — that was the start.
Neither of us planned on staying. Neither of us wanted to leave.
Rain, coffee, and the kind of conversation that makes you lose track of time.
After months of “just friends,” a rooftop sunset sealed the deal. We still argue about who said “I like you” first.
We moved in together — plants, mismatched mugs, and a kitchen that always smells like something baking.
On a quiet trail in the Hudson Valley, Jack got down on one knee under a canopy of autumn leaves. Julie said yes before he finished the question.
We're gathering everyone we love at Willow & Vine Estate to celebrate the next chapter — and we hope you'll be there.
We can't wait to share this day with our favorite people.