We've Moved!


 

After 13+ years of posting somewhat regularly here on the Blogger.com platform, Random Connect Points is heading for a new address on Substack.

It's been a good run here with more than 200 posts, hundreds of photos and more than 150K visitors, but it's time for a change. 

This new location has been a work in progress for several months. Now that I've got the hang of Substack, I'm finding it far easier to use as a non-designer. It's got a cleaner look and seems to be more intuitive. I wanted to wait until it was perfect before making the move public, but perfection would keep me from ever hitting "publish."

So if you've landed here on the old blog site, please just take a click to Random Connect Points on Substack. I'd welcome your subscription so you can keep reading!

Reba 

 

  

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