There's something special about the light in Burma. It always feels warmer than anywhere else, more comforting, more uplifting. It has a special way of flitting through leaves, wiggling through the gaps, wobbling across walls. Walls which are crumblier, wiser, prettier than others.
These colours come from those walls. From the shadows cast by the leaves. From the leaves flirting with the light. We find them soothing, comforting, cooling.
And just like the flickering flight, they're a flighty little set. They'll be gone soon. It's a very limited edition of trays and ice buckets, and once they're gone, they're gone. Capture the feeling while you can.