Taylor Swift Willow Tree — Attraction in Nashville-Davidson

Honestly brought me to tears. I could feel so much energy resonating through the air, unbelievable! I first saw it from a distance and was like "no... this can't be THE Tay Tay Willow Tree" but as my feet unconsciously carried me closer to its roots I was like "yes... This is the Taylor Swift Willow Tree!" The entire moment felt like I was in a movie. From the sweet aroma of the long wispy branches to the cool ground so soft to my bare feet. If I could have bottled one moment in all of my life... This would be that moment. I'm not an emotional person but in that moment it felt as though a campfire had been lit in my soul. Not one of those campfires from your summer camp memories as a child where lame ghost stories were bumbled through while the smell of feet and a lack of deodorant filled the air. This was different. This campfire was the one you remember from the Terry Redlin puzzles you would carefully piece together with your grandmother. This feeling didn't have only 999 pieces, this feeling was the wrinkled smile on her face as you held the final world block between your fingers. That campfire you would stare at for hours, set upon loose brown dirt that you could feel between your toes and surrounded by fallen clumps of needles. That campfire who would greet you like an old friend ready to warm your soul. That campfire whose light would dance across the dawn lake, reaching the far bank where it would be met with the yellow glow of your summer cabin window. The same cabin where your grandfather would have spent his summers on an Old Town canoe with a rust speckled tackle box and his lucky rod. It was that campfire that was kindled in my chest, the moment I saw this weeping willow. The closer my feet took me the hotter the blaze became. Almost... almost... Just a little further... and... My arm stopped at full reach. I was barely a quarter of an inch from what seemed like magic from your mother's fairy tails. I wanted to worse than I had ever wanted to do anything in my life! but I just couldn't. I couldn't touch it. My legs wouldn't let me. Here it was... Here I was. A hairs length in distance but a whole world apart. This wasn't any normal tree and shouldn't be treated as such. This tree, while not bold and stately like the red oaks around the capitol or revered in such a way like the redwoods of the West Coast, was more of a tree than any of those. I couldn't explain it and would never try, but this tree, so meek and mild, seemed like the queen in its manner. As I looked around, it became apparent that all the trees around seemed as though to bow before her. The shrubbery seemed to stand guard, to protect her from the loose, wasted glances of the passers by. Set apart from the others this tree deserved respect. I knew now why I couldn't touch it. With all that I had left I dropped to one knee to pay my respect just like the surrounding forest. I lingered not long more but left rather abruptly. I felt as though nothing more could be properly expressed. I turned back for one final memory. One glance to never forget. I smiled softly and nodded my head. This wasn't a tree I was leaving behind... this was an old friend. A friend that in some past life of mine I would have travelled to the world's end and back with. I knew in my soul, as I looked a moment longer, that this was the last time I would see her. I wasn't sad although tears did come to my eyes. I was only happy with the journey I knew we had once traveled and then memories that seemed to last beyond that lifetime. I took a small sharp gasp as I now had to go. "Goodbye, old friend," I said. A warm breeze gently waved her branches but I knew that it was her waving goodbye. I never have gone back, and never will go back. Although I know if I did, she would still be there waiting for me. Because, as I walked away that day, I could hear her whisper through the wind. "Till the...

It was honestly kinda sad. I was looking around, expecting to find a large glorious willow tree and instead I found basically a twig. It was even droopy!! It honestly brought down the vibe (of the bench) and made the area a lot more depressing on how small and insignificant it was. Would not recommend unless you want to be extremely disappointed and let down. That tree was a disgrace to trees everywhere and I'm sure the other trees in the area were immensely offended by this tree and the fact that it got its own location. The elbow tree, only 10 ft away was a lot more exciting, humorous, and entertaining them this sad excuse of a...

Ok, I like Taylor Swift, but this is really just a tree. I don't know if Taylor ever saw the tree or even knows about it. I added one star because the park is nice. I wouldn't have gone there except it is right next to Nashville's Parthenon replica (which is quite cool).

Also, if you are looking for this tree, the Google maps location is not right. I tried to correct it (maybe they will eventually fix it). If you want to find the tree, sit on the Taylor Swift bench...