That is a fitting name for this post, as the winds outside our house right now are blowing at speeds that have been clocked at 85 mph, which is technically hurricane-force. The wind truly sounds like a freight train. I have never experienced such a ferocious wind storm, and we get them every year around this time. Oy. If you've checked the news, you've heard about the Malibu fire, but seriously, when doesn't Malibu burn? Every frickin year they have a fire, it just goes with the territory of being remote and having heavy brush, combined with no irrigation and a canyon. It's just a volatile mix. Meanwhile, in the very canyon in which my house is located (the Fremont Canyon) we are in the thick of those winds clocked at hurricane speed, and it is just crazy, people. There are trees being uprooted everywhere, as well as something that just hit my roof. I'm not kidding. We have seen at least two transformers blow out, kind of pretty, actually that huge blue glow ...
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Couldn't find too much on the Phoenicians but I wondered - what about Alexander?
This is a toughie.
The key, as Hope indicated, was that it was during his reign.
Gina, this is a great idea. I don't know about everyone else, but I must click on your blog about 10 times a day to see if you have a new question!
Just imagine if the points really did matter!
Eh. I'm just pouting because I was late again. Not that I knew the answer. :)
Suzanne
And what kind of name is Elizabeth anyway? Oh...nevermind.