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Harry Potter Legos

Did you think I was using a metaphor for perhaps creativity, imagination, or fortitude?

Nope, I mean Legos. Harry Potter Legos. Lots & lots & lots of them; sixteen hundred+ pieces.

The details are exquisite.


The Dursley residence, 4 Privet Drive

Lots of good Christmas and birthday memories have been built around these sets (pun intended). Kids playing, kids & friends playing, kids reading the books, kids re-reading the books, kids re-re-reading the books. Good times. Now if one could just avoid stepping on a wayward piece. . .


The Weasley car used to rescue Harry

Our little Harry Potter fan is now a big Harry Potter fan.  Other siblings did not pick up the Lego mantle.  And the HP collection had waited for 2 years in the garage for someone to come retrieve it to play with. But no.

It was time to send them back out into the universe.

A light zip through eBay and Amazon showed that some Harry Potter Legos, even just pieces from a set, can fetch a fine price. I recycle as much as possible, so all of the boxes were long gone. Drat. Realistic assessment of time and effort lead me to Craigslist. Great for selling a quality item at fair price to a local buyer. And get them out of the garage.

Harry, of course, generated interest, and sold quickly.  A family with a 9 year old Harry Potter SUPER fan drove nearly an hour to meet us to seal the deal. The fan paid 1/2 with his birthday money and mom paid the rest for an early Christmas present. He told me the plans he had for creating new scenarios for the characters.  As they left with bags of tiny possibilities, the mother said ‘you should know just how happy this has made our autistic son’.  Wow. A Craigslist win-win in the crafty/collecting/reuse world.  1600 lego pieces gone; replaced with six big smiles. SAM_2706 SAM_2707

Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.”

I was unfortunate enough in my youth to come across a vomit-flavored one, and since then I’m afraid I’ve rather lost my liking for them — but I think I’ll be safe with a nice toffee, don’t you?”
“Alas! Ear wax!”

Albus Dumbledore

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