In my dream, I was hiking across a snowy slope in the mountains, the kind of slope where you have to worry about avalanches. Near the bottom of the slope was a chalet, a pleasant place with a little garden. Outside the chalet was a woman I knew, a caretaker who'd been there for years. We talked about the weather, the avalanche danger, the fact that we were both kind of stuck there. I asked her if she had any salt and she said yes, she had a whole box of the stuff.