Mid-week music – Roberta Flack

One of the trails at Coronet Peak crossed under the chair lift at a high point so the chair wasn’t very far above the skiers.

We’d stopped to give way to a chair when a skier in it leaned out and waggled his fingers close to the face of one of our group. Without missing a beat she broke into song, “Strumming my face with his fingers . . . ” from Roberta Flack’s Killing Me Softly With His Song:

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