granada, spain

Another cold, sleepy day—sloshing through mud and fallen leaves in your old, scuffed up boots (the ones with the frayed laces), the steam from your cup of coffee fogging up your glasses… There isn’t much to look forward to this morning. Just a musical sort of quiet: Mumford & Sons, Horse Feathers, Punch Brothers, and fifteen more to keep you company.

he thinks it’s cuddle time.

he thinks it’s cuddle time.

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