A NEST OVERFLOWING WITH PINK EGGS

Deep within the lush woods, nestled among the emerald leaves, lay a curious sight. A tiny birdhouse held not the usual speckled or blue eggs, but a clutch of soft pink ones. Each egg was gently shaped and shone with a gentle hue that enchanted the eye. It was a sight that brimmed one with wonder. Visualize the mother bird, her tail a muted pink,