@ivan @LiquidParasyte The Articles feature is beautiful!!!! Love it 🤩 🤩 🤩
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I tried configuring S3 storage following what I assumed was the logical setup path. I added to the .env
file this:
UPLOADS_S3_BUCKET=bucketID
UPLOADS_S3_ACCESS_KEY_ID=my_keys
UPLOADS_S3_SECRET_ACCESS_KEY=my_secret
UPLOADS_S3_REGION=fr-par
UPLOADS_S3_HOST=s3.fr-par.scw.cloud
UPLOADS_S3_SCHEME=https
UPLOADS_S3_URL=https://bucketID.s3.fr-par.scw.cloud
Then I redeployed the app, but unfortunately, I couldn’t get it to work. I eventually reverted to the default settings (thankfully without breaking anything... i guess, jeje 😅).
is there something "obvious" that i'm doing wrong?
btw, reading the doc, I join @box464's suggestion from the Installation party, it would be great to have more detailed documentation or examples for S3-compatible setups (like Scaleway.), similar to the excellent SMTP setup guide you already provide.
🚀We've just published the Bonfire Social 1.0 Release Candidate 2 . Here the full article: bonfire.cafe/pub/objects/01J...
corn cobs from a recente harvest
:masto_run:
So, this is Bonfire.
It looks nice.
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The bonfire of my youth
Eeee, when I were young... Sunday nights were a mixed bag of emotions.
School in the morning. Oh that feeling of crushing dread in the pit of your stomach.
Something good on the TV (it was something we looked forward to).
Sunday nights were reserved for big BBC serials and something funny.
For the life of me I can't remember anything I really looked forward to other than Whoops Apocalypse on LWT which was much later in my time line.
In retrospect the ritualistic passing of the weekend was marked by the Sunday night bonfire as Dad burned what could not be put in the single metal waste bin (we now have five plastic bins with various levels of
recycling) .
So the orange and red flames grew higher, it cracked and flexed as I felt the heat on my face grow warmer, like a winter sunburn.
As Dad fed the bonfire and much to Mum's annoyance I would return indoors smelling of bonfire smoke (heaven knows what nasty chemicals were produced from just burning inconvenient rubbish) which marked the melancholic bath time as the first stage of mentally preparing myself for school in the morning.
Bonfires are hardly a thing these days which is good really though I do get a twinge of nostalgia when I think about them and their part in my childhood.