The wind was soft, the fields wide open, and the mountains stood quietly in the distance—just like the way Dave looks at Winnie, calm and full of love.
They wandered, laughed, held hands like it was second nature. No big poses, no perfect lines—just the in-between moments that told their story best.
In the golden light of Pitt Meadows, they weren’t just getting photos taken.
They were remembering how it all began.
