Michael's tree

Underneath this big sycamore in the courtyard at the hospital is where Michael would always sit to smoke and meditate, so I started calling it Michael's tree. Michael is now living off campus so when I talk to him on the phone I let him know how his tree is doing.
Today, walking back from a meeting, I saw all these contrails and shot this blip. Michael just happened to call this afternoon but I neglected to tell him about my blip.