A BASKET FULL EGGS IN A ROSY HUE

She carefully lifted the basket, its twined handle smooth beneath her fingers. Inside, nestled amongst soft straw, lay a gleaming collection of eggs the color of roses. Each one was a perfect oval, its shiny shell a pleasant shade of rose quartz. They were unlike any sight she'd witnessed before in her extensive experience. A smile spread across he

Upon the antique 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 shard of golden warmth pierced through the window, illuminating the eggs in a gentle glow. Their gentle shades held captive a melody, inviting a closer look.