Sun Dial Seesaw

I scrambled away from the bike rack and hopped straight onto the wide stone plinth of the courtyard sun dial! Right on the flat granite surface, a discarded wooden popsicle stick was balanced over a raised brass bolt. Heh, a tiny see-saw ready for action! I leaped right onto the high tip with both round feet. Snap-clack! My end thumped down against the warm stone, and the other side kicked up a stray copper washer that had been resting on the edge! The little metal ring flipped in the air and landed right over the center gnomon pin with a merry chime. I couldn't stop bouncing on my wooden lever to see how high I could tip the next shadow!