A NEST OVERFLOWING WITH PINK EGGS

Deep within the lush grove, nestled among the emerald leaves, lay a charming sight. A tiny birdhouse held not the usual speckled or blue eggs, but a clutch of delightful pink ones. Each egg was gently shaped and shone with a gentle tint that enchanted the eye. It was a sight that overflowed one with awe. Imagine the mother bird, her tail a muted