Christ Church Priory, Canterbury, 990 AD
Christ Church Priory, Canterbury, 990 ADFired with enthusiasm, Folcwin hurried to the chapel before the first rays of sunlight stirred the slumbering cockerels. By offering his thanks at Lauds, he hoped to have a productive day with such an early start ensuring that by Vespers he would have another psalm completed for the lady’s psalter. Out of habit, he searched the congregated brethren for his brother but, of course, with this service not obligatory, as was Prime, he would still be asleep.
Leaving the chapel with a sense of peace and purpose, Folcwin strode to the scriptorium under a pink and grey sky. The inspiration he had prayed for in the church was here outdoors, within his grasp: to be seen in the roseate clouds, heard in the chirps, cackl
