A BASKET FULL PINK EGGS

She carefully lifted the container, its twined handle smooth beneath her hands. Inside, nestled amongst fluffy bedding, lay a gleaming heap of pink eggs. Each one was a perfect oval, its smooth shell a pleasant shade of rose quartz. They were unlike any objects she'd encountered in her many years. A smile lit up her face, and she gently cradled the

Upon the rustic table sat a basket brimming with an assortment of delicate pink eggs. Each shell was smooth and glossy, 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 glow. Their pale blush tones seemed to whisper, inviting a closer look. The luste