In 2023 we packed everything we owned and drove a thousand miles up the coast to Seattle. A new city, a smaller apartment, and somehow more room for the two of us.

We learned the neighborhoods by walking them, found our coffee shop, and figured out that home was never really about the city anyway.

On a trip to Valle de Guadalupe for some sunshine and good wine, Finn set up his camera on a tripod under an old oak tree at Bruma — suggested they take a few photos since they were dressed up — and got on one knee at golden hour.

It was April 29, 2025, early enough in the trip to spend the rest of it as an engaged couple.

On a trip through Portugal for a family wedding, we stopped at Aethos Ericeira on a whim. It reminded us of San Diego — a quiet surf town on Atlantic cliffs, close to Lisbon but off the beaten path. We booked it on the spot.

The next chapter gets written there, with our favorite people watching. See you in Ericeira.