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Along the serene shoreline of Ennis Lake, once called Fountain Lake during John Muir’s youth, the oak leaves cling tenaciously to their branches, shifting through vibrant hues of amber and gold in the crisp mid-October air.
The calm waters of Ennis Lake mirror the opposite shoreline’s autumnal palette, creating a breathtaking tapestry of color within the John Muir Memorial County Park in Montello, Wisconsin.
One can’t help but wonder if John Muir himself once stood beneath this very old oak, quietly observing the changing forest, as he roamed these woods that shaped his early love for the natural world.
Along the serene shoreline of Ennis Lake, once called Fountain Lake during John Muir’s youth, the oak leaves cling tenaciously to their branches, shifting through vibrant hues of amber and gold in the crisp mid-October air.
The calm waters of Ennis Lake mirror the opposite shoreline’s autumnal palette, creating a breathtaking tapestry of color within the John Muir Memorial County Park in Montello, Wisconsin.
One can’t help but wonder if John Muir himself once stood beneath this very old oak, quietly observing the changing forest, as he roamed these woods that shaped his early love for the natural world.
