I've recently discovered I have an obsession for tea towels.  

I never knew I did until I started pulling out hundreds of tea towels from my storage boxes...wholly smoke....I don't even remember buying half of them.

I do, however remember buying these ones.

100 year old tea towels brought home all the way from Normandy, from a little village called the vallee de l'Eure.  This village holds beautiful memories for me.  Memories of riding bikes, drinking cider and shopping for brocante and of course staying in the most exquisite little cottage.

These little lemon coconut balls have nothing to do with the tea towels or the French country side, but just happened to be made on the day I discovered my new obsession.