A BASKET FULL PINK EGGS

She carefully lifted the basket, its plaited handle smooth beneath her hands. Inside, nestled amongst soft straw, lay a gleaming heap of eggs the color of roses. Each one was a perfect teardrop, its glossy shell a delightful shade of rose quartz. They were unlike any objects she'd encountered in her many years. A smile touched her face, and she gen

Upon the rustic table sat a basket brimming with twelve delicate pink eggs. Each shell was almost translucent, cradling within its fragile walls the promise of new life. A single ray of sunlight pierced through the window, illuminating the eggs in a gentle luminescence. Their pale blush tones held captive a melody, inviting a closer look. The sh