Every time we visit the tropics I’m struck anew by the boldness of the colors of the native flora. They redefine “vivid.” Especially after a monochromatic midwestern winter, a short sojourn in the tropics reawakens the visual senses.
Is it any wonder that Gauguin found inspiration on an island? Were ever reds so red, or purples so purple?
When you get to the tropics, you get bright sunshine — and bright colors. The brighter the better! No boring beige here, thank you very much! We’ll go for lurid pinks and purples, lemons and greens, and pastels as far as the eye can see. They are a better match for the aquamarine water and green plants and deep blue sky.
Whether it’s a seaside beer joint or a resort like Old Bahama Bay, everyone adheres to the Bahamas palette. The color scheme is so prevalent that, when we walked past a house painted a staid gray yesterday we shook our heads and thought: “What were they thinking?”
A hammock could be found just about anywhere. There could be hammocks at the South Pole for all I know. But when the hammock is a brightly colored item strung up on a porch against a forest of bright green palm fronds with the murmur of the surf in the background, it shouts that you are in the tropics.
There are a lot of reasons why it would be fun to have a tropical home. One of them is being able to paint your house just about any color in the rainbow and not have your neighbors complain about it. Imagine — an ochre house, or a salmon one, or a fine mint green. No need to stick to the boring whites and off-whites and grays; your palette is limited only by your imagination.
It’s not hard to find the traditional Christmas colors of red and green down here, in the lush tropical vegetation, to put the visitor in the proper holiday frame of mind.