She slowly placed the basket on the table. It was filled to the brim with miniature eggshells, all painted a pretty pink. The sight was charming. Her fingers trembled as she extended into the basket. Each shell felt light against her palm. It was a special collection, each shell telling its own story. She dreamed the birds that had once called th

Deep within the lush green, nestled amongst soft moss, a mother robin had built a cozy nest. Inside, arranged in a pleasing pattern were not the usual blue or speckled eggs, but rather a delightful set of sparkling pink eggs. A Riddle Wrapped in Pink Deep within ancient forest, nestled amongst the gigantic trees, lies a secret. Legends abound he