Since moving from Manhattan to the northern part of the New Jersey Coast, I’ve fallen in love with this neighborhood. Nestled between town and the beach and adjacent to the Navesink River, it offers picturesque views across to the Highlands and Hartshorne Woods—a hilly, forested park that ranks among the highest elevations along the Atlantic Coast. I adore the tranquility here, yet the local energy is palpable, especially when neighbors gather for morning jogs or evening strolls around what we affectionately call "The Horseshoe."
We have lived here since the post COVID era when my husband and I spotted a for-sale sign on a dated split-level during one of our walks. It was the ugliest house on the block and in need of much love, but it was perfect for us. We were excited to reinvent the home, honoring its history while making it our own. The house had seen no major updates since the 1970s and was characterized by outdated décor and a disconnected layout — transforming it has been a journey of creative challenges and serendipitous discoveries.
