To the Editor:

So ends another season at the Jersey Shore, and you may not be able to store all the memories in a photo album, but let’s not forget …

That first whiff of salt-tanged air while still in the back stretches of the Pinelands and that first thrilling sight of sparkling aquamarine beckoning from the dune ridge. The clean, mingled scents of cocoa butter and a sun-and-wind-dried beach towel and the sharp, quartz-like quality of the light wherever sand, sea and sky coexist.

September 11, 2025