Last night, I had a dream that I left the desert and went to visit the Eighth Wonder of the Ancient World – Woodhenge. No, not Stonehenge . . . Woodhenge! A series of ancient wooden markers found on the northeast coast of North America. Legend has it they were placed there to hold back the mighty tides of the Atlantic Ocean. In my dream, I became a giant camel and was about to wreak havoc with these wooden icons when suddenly, I awoke from my fantasy. The wind had picked up – a sandstorm was coming.