She carefully lifted the hamper, its twined handle smooth beneath her grip. Inside, nestled amongst fluffy bedding, lay a dazzling assortment of pink eggs. Each one was a perfect oval, its smooth shell a delightful shade of pastel pink. They were unlike any eggs she had ever seen in her extensive experience. A smile lit up her face, and she held cl
Twelve Rosy Ova
Upon the rustic table sat a basket brimming with an assortment of delicate pink eggs. Each shell was almost translucent, 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.