You have to know that about me. That two years ago, when I bought this place sight unseen (from a post on Facebook), and I stood in front of it for the first time, I fell in love. Deep soaring swoony love, not for the first time but this time with a tree. My tree. My Frickin Tree. It’s a giant oak right at the front corner of my property. It’s a majestic old soul who’s seen a lot. Not it all, after all it is a country tree not a city tree. I’d never owned a house before. I’ll never really own this tree. But it’s on my property and it makes me happy, my Frickin Tree.
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Vicki Whicker is a member of the Los Angeles Poets and Writers Collective and Bright Hill Press Poets. Published by Mo+th, 12 Los Angeles Poets, Big City Mantra, Literary Mama, and others, her poetry and art photography are featured in the anthology Seeing Things (Woodland Arts Editions, 2020). A collection of her poetry, Caught Before Flight, published by Woodland Arts Editions, debuts fall 2020. A wild child at heart, in 2011 she moved to central NY to renovate an 1920’s farmhouse that she bought, sight unseen. From a post on Facebook. Her art photography grew from there, she’s had solo and group shows, and is collected on both coasts. She describes her photography as Bucolia, in that she recreates central NY with her signature style—as a hyper saturated dreamland. View more posts