Our Story
We met
On a late summer evening in Hamburg, at a friend's rooftop dinner. Lennard was making everyone laugh. Wiebke was pretending not to listen.
A small cottage
We rented a tiny place in the Altes Land for a weekend, surrounded by apple orchards. We never really left — it has been our place ever since.
A quiet yes
No knee, no crowd. Just a walk between the trees, a question, and a very long hug. We cried a little. The dog didn't notice.
And now, you
We want to spend this day with the people who have been part of the story. Thank you for coming.