Three Guys Sitting Around Singing

Today was cloudy and drizzly and cool like November, except that the trees were colorful like in October, and the grass as lush as in September. Call it an autumn mix.

One more detail from Monday's downtown excursion. At Schaumburg Station, where we boarded the train for the city, three guys were sitting in the waiting room singing. Or humming. Or making wooooooo noises -- or haunted wind sounds. We couldn't quite pin it down from outside. They were the only ones in the waiting room, and both times when I entered the room briefly, they quit doing it. They had the look of three college lads, so perhaps it was whimsy. Then again, maybe it was communication with the Mother Ship.