To a casual visitor, the island of Heavenly Daze is just like a dozen other off the coast of Maine: dotted with graceful Victorian homes, carpeted with gray cobblestones and bright wildflowers, populated by sturdy, hardworking folks. The small town that crowns its peak consists of seven buildings, each inhabited, according to divine decree, by an angel commanded to guard and assist anyone who crosses the threshold. Unexpected hijinks and heartwarming results occur when mortals and immortals cross paths.
