Monday, April 11, 2011
Magpie Tales 61
photo by Tess Kincaid
It was the call to vespers at the monastery, a quiet time of reflection at day's end. Brother Augustine walked the walk of the cloister and entered the sitting room. The lights had been turned down, but he lit the candles, took a wine glass from the hutch, and poured himself a glass of St. Vincent cabernet sauvignon.
Brother Augustine sat at the table and studied the ancient tapestry. After a few sips of the deep red wine, he began to see the familiar disguised images appear: Jesus, Mary Magdalene, a unicorn from the Middle Ages. Satisfied, he put the glass down and proceeded to the nave.