There is something completely anti-zen about using a kettle that whistles when it boils.
An early Monday morning, just dropped the kiddo off at school in the rain, time for a nice warm relaxing cup of tea can start out with something the very opposite of what the purpose of the boiling water is for. The shrieking call back to the kitchen. But maybe, just maybe, it is the perfect starting note to the process. Nothing like a wretchedly horrible whistling sound to clear your mind… to put you into a panic induced empty headed state so very much more ready for that cup of tea and moment of relaxation.
Happy Monday… May your starting points be briefly blasting followed by warm comfort.
(Sidenote did winter even happen this year?)