Some unexpected crochet momentum

I have, of late, been mildly distracted by the crochet confection known as “The Flamboyant Afghan.” The pattern, first published in the early 1970s had been served up in my Pinterest feed, and in between rehabbing crochet remnants, I sneaked in a flamboyant square here and there. At the time it seemed a distraction.

Over the course of a couple of squares, I learned that a 3.75 mm hook with worsted weight yarn gets you a firm (if open square) while a 4.5 mm hook gets a drape-able square that is perfect for a shawl or a blanket to cover an entire bed, and somehow these flamboyant squares loosened something that catapulted me into some much needed crochet momentum for the end of my journey of 1000 rehabbed crochet squares

By late afternoon on Friday, I had nearly finished rehabbing the nine remnants I had been working on, so I selected nine more so I could get some color decisions made before the sun went down:

Another nine patch of crochet remnants
Another nine patch of crochet remnants

It turned out to have been a good use of time. By late morning the next day, I had already finished work on the first round of rehab of the newly selected nine patch of crochet remnants:

The same nine patch after the first round of rehab
The same nine patch after the first round of rehab

Then today, using the whirlwind of crochet momentum, I wove in all of the ends of the first nine patch of rehabbed remnants:

The first rehabbed nine patch of remnants ready for adventure
The first rehabbed nine patch of remnants ready for adventure

and almost, but not quite, finished work on the second set:

A second nine patch of remnants nearly ready for adventure
A second nine patch of remnants nearly ready for adventure

Fortunately, there was still a little momentum left and I was able to track down nine more crochet remnants:

The first rehabbed nine patch of remnants ready for adventure
The first rehabbed nine patch of remnants ready for adventure

When I began this journey of a thousand crochet squares, I knew it would take time, but I believed then, as I do now, that there is something to be learned from this. What, I don’t yet know, but I will continue working toward the answer, one stitch at a time.