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"./app.config.ts": "import contentCollections from \"@content-collections/vite\";\nimport { defineConfig } from \"@tanstack/start/config\";\nimport viteTsConfigPaths from \"vite-tsconfig-paths\";\nimport tailwindcss from \"@tailwindcss/vite\";\n\nconst config = defineConfig({\n tsr: {\n appDirectory: \"src\",\n },\n vite: {\n plugins: [\n contentCollections(),\n viteTsConfigPaths({\n projects: [\"./tsconfig.json\"],\n }),\n tailwindcss(),\n ],\n },\n});\n\nexport default config;\n",
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"./content/posts/beach.md": "---\ndate: 2025-03-01\ntitle: \"Day At The Beach\"\nsummary: \"Had a great day at the beach in Hawaii\"\ncategories:\n - Relaxing\nimage: beach.jpg\n---\n\nThe morning sun painted the ocean in shimmering gold as I paddled out beyond the break, my surfboard gliding smoothly through the crystal-clear Hawaiian waters. The waves were perfect today - clean, consistent sets rolling in with just enough power to make things interesting without being intimidating. After catching several exhilarating rides, each one lasting what felt like an eternity, I found myself grinning from ear to ear, salt water dripping from my hair, and feeling completely in tune with the rhythm of the ocean.\n\nAfter my surf session, I found the perfect spot on the warm sand to soak in the midday sun. The gentle trade winds carried the sweet scent of plumeria, while palm trees swayed overhead providing occasional patches of shade. I alternated between reading my book, taking refreshing dips in the turquoise water, and simply watching the parade of beach life unfold around me - children building sandcastles, paddleboarders gliding by in the distance, and sea turtles occasionally popping their heads above the surface. It was one of those perfect Hawaiian days that remind you why these islands are called paradise.\n",
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"./content/posts/jungle.md": "---\ndate: 2025-03-02\ntitle: \"Hiking The Jungle\"\nsummary: \"Picking our way through the jungle in Hawaii\"\ncategories:\n - Hiking\nimage: jungle.jpg\n---\n\nThe ascent through the Hawaiian jungle was a feast for the senses. Massive tree ferns unfurled their prehistoric fronds overhead, creating a living canopy that filtered the morning sunlight into ethereal green beams. The air was thick with humidity and alive with sound – the melodic calls of 'apapane birds echoed through the forest, while the distinctive cry of the 'i'iwi punctuated the constant background chorus of buzzing insects and rustling leaves.\n\nAs we picked our way along the narrow trail, each step carefully placed on the rain-slicked earth, the dense jungle gradually began to thin. Through gaps in the vegetation, tantalizing glimpses of the valley below emerged, hinting at the spectacular vista that awaited us at the summit. The sweet scent of wild ginger mingled with the earthy aroma of damp soil, while delicate 'ōhi'a lehua blossoms dotted the path with splashes of crimson, their presence a hopeful sign of the forest's resilience against environmental challenges.\n",
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"./content/posts/mountains.md": "---\ndate: 2025-03-02\ntitle: \"Mountain Tops\"\nsummary: \"Ending our hike with mountain views\"\ncategories:\n - Hiking\nimage: mountains.jpg\n---\n\nThe day's journey took an unexpected turn when we stumbled upon a hidden waterfall cascading down moss-covered rocks. The thundering sound of water drew us off our planned trail, and we spent a magical hour exploring the crystal-clear pool at its base, watching rainbow-like mist dance in the afternoon sun. What started as a simple jungle trek transformed into an adventure of discovery, with exotic birds calling from the canopy above and vibrant butterflies fluttering between patches of filtered sunlight.\n\nAs dusk approached, we finally reached the summit, where jagged peaks pierced through a sea of clouds stretching endlessly toward the horizon. However, our triumph was short-lived as we realized we'd need to navigate the descent in fading light. Armed with only two headlamps between the four of us, we carefully picked our way down the rocky trail, our hearts racing with each uncertain step. The stars emerged one by one above us, and the distant lights of our hotel served as a welcome beacon, guiding us safely back just as true darkness settled over the mountains.\n",
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