On a soft spring afternoon at Bloedel Reserve, Steve knelt beneath moss-draped trees and asked the question he'd waited for. Surrounded by quiet ponds and artful paths, he proposed with a steady voice and hopeful smile. Sunlight dappled the ferns, water rippled nearby, and she said yes. Hands clasped, they stood as the island seemed to celebrate—a simple, inevitable beginning in a place made for reflection and lasting beauty.