Misty Lake is encircled with coniferous trees, giving it a necklace of green.
Right behind a hill rises, covered with maple trees,and the occasional golden Willow.
At certain times, when the sun hits it at the right angle,
you'd swear that the entire hill was ablaze.
At the southern end of Algonquin, Highway 60 cuts through, past, amongst many other lakes,
the 'Lake of Two Rivers'
In the early morning before the first winds have sprung up, the lake lies there, as smooth as a mirror
and the trees reflect perfectly in the still waters.
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