A fanciful conceit brought to fruition by Turner’s poetic text and Ehlert’s signature illustrations. Turner writes about the angels that may be found in the faces of sunflowers, or in the silvered pattern of wood on an old barn. Everyone has made snow angels, but what about hay angels? Both are here. Butterflies are angelic naturals in a sky “blue as paint.” The words are simple and limpidly clear as they trace angels through the seasons, accompanied by Ehlert’s rich layers of paper collage. Her vegetables seem edible, her milkweed angels and cloud angels marvels of tactile artistry. Readers will search for an angel wing in the shape of fire or an angel face on a rain-wet stone. Occasionally the thin sans-serif typeface fades into the fabulous, full-page, full- bleed pages, but this is fine to read aloud and to pore over. An artist’s pictorial note makes plain—and fascinating—the materials used. (Picture book. 4-8)