A BASKET FULL EGGS IN A ROSY HUE

She carefully lifted the hamper, its plaited handle smooth beneath her grip. Inside, nestled amongst soft straw, lay a vibrant heap of pink eggs. Each one was a perfect oval, its shiny shell a pleasant shade of rose quartz. They were unlike any objects she'd encountered in her long life. A smile spread across her face, and she treasured the basket.

Thunder rumbled in the distance when Ms. Periwinkle, the kindly egg vendor discovered an absolute marvel. In his backyard compost heap, nestled amongst the usual brown and white eggs, were a clutch of vibrant pink eggs! He was flabbergasted. Where could such remarkable eggs have come from? Was this the result of a scientific experiment gone awry