Cox Farm is an institution around here. It is not really Fall until you have posed with one of the cutouts, sat on burlap and zipped down a slide or taken a ride on the random hayride. It is great fun and Eva asks me every week as we drive past the farm if it is open yet.
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Looks like the start of a memorable tradition. I'm glad you explained because the picture of Jack looks like he's pierced by a weapon.
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