While waiting for angels, we meet “The Hammer,” and the Maccabees.

I remember Taos, Al’s Run, and the oh-so-naughty Mr. D.H. Lawrence.

We meet some really, Really, REALLY corrupt High Priests, and things in Jerusalem get complicated.

We bail out of a bar, bail into a Gorge, and finally get something to eat in Taos.

We meet Alexander (“the Great”), some Diadochi (“the successors”), Antiochus IV Epiphanes (“The Bad Guy”), and ...eventually...a batch of Maccabees (“The Good Guys”...sort of).

We have a pleasant evening at the hotel, complete with a wee fire in a kiva fireplace.

We meet Ezra. Maybe not the nicest of dudes. Or maybe he just got a bad rep.

Meet the Cottonwood--one ‘ell of a terrific tree.

The Judean elites return from exile...for better, and sometimes, for worse.

We head to Taos, home to 1000 years of history, and not a few amazing artists.

We meet Cyrus The Great, conqueror and liberator.

I get an angelic noogie. Okay, maybe not really. But it is a great image.

Cafes, Flying Dogs, and a velociraptor on a velocipede. What more could you ask?

We’re moving toward to Michael the Archangel...but, first, a quick trip to Cyrus the Great.

We eat at the Kitchen Of Blue, and stay in a positively Adorable Adobe.

We Meet Michael's Evil Twin. A plot twist you saw coming.

We are off to New Mexico, and I'm freaked out by altitude sickness.

By the Waters of Babylon, when the Israelites discovered One God and Many Angels. √[10] Ha-Satan, and Our Michael

And we're back to New Mexico...for a very important birthday.

More on Angels in the Bible...and why they’re few and far between. Also, meet the Ophanim.