Sweet Acorn Tartlets

I stepped out from beneath the feathery awning to greet the sunlit path. Right beside the mossy slate, I spotted two clean, scalloped acorn cups resting side by side like tiny baking tins. Wouldn't a cheerful morning confection brighten anyone's stroll? Kneeling on the warm stone, I gathered a tuft of fluffy white milkweed silk and gently divided it into two equal, pillowy clouds. I tucked one puff into each wooden cup like sweet whipped cream, then balanced a glossy red berry right in the center of both confections. They sit ready side by side, looking like the tastiest little tarts.