A Clothespin Bridge

Clack, clack! From the planter soil, I spotted a giant metal railing towering above. High vantage point! I wanted to see past the balcony edge. But the gap between the planter rim and the metal bar was too wide to step across. Scanning the ledge, I found a bright wooden clothespin left behind. Sturdy! I clamped its wooden jaw firmly onto the lip of the planter box, pressing down until it locked tight. The tail stuck straight out toward the railing. One careful step onto the wood. Solid! Another hop, and my feet met the broad metal beam. The whole courtyard opened up below!