A BASKET FULL PINK EGGS

She carefully lifted the hamper, its twined handle smooth beneath her hands. Inside, nestled amongst cushioned hay, lay a gleaming heap of eggs the color of roses. Each one was a perfect oval, its smooth shell a charming shade of pastel pink. They were unlike any eggs she had ever seen in her many years. A smile touched read more her face, and she

Upon the rustic table sat a basket brimming with an assortment of delicate pink eggs. Each shell was subtlety textured, cradling within its fragile walls the promise of new life. A single beam of light pierced through the window, illuminating the eggs in a gentle luminescence. Their soft pink hues seemed to whisper, inviting a closer look. The i