Looking at the enlarged image you can see he's 'soaked to the bone' so he's been jumping in puddles, running up and down the pavement and in and out of all the fountains, dancing to his heart's content, squeeling his lungs out in joy.

And now he's stopped for a little while to catch his breath and to feel the wettness of it all and just how good it feels.

I look up to the stars each night before going to bed. And if I wake up in the middle of the night, it's another chance to talk to the stars again. 🦋