The wind made its way seaward, so that the salt smell was temporarily denied me.

The salt smell of the sea tainted the air.

The ground trembled, and a salt smell rose from the desert.

A salt smell in the air, a breeze from the Atlantic.

It came in off the ocean, carrying a heavy salt smell.

It was night outside, and a clean salt smell swept the musk from my nostrils.

Death was in the air, competing with the salt smell of the ocean to the south.

He was on a dark heath, and there was a strange salt smell in the air.

And in the air, unmistakable, was the salt smell of the sea.

Then the wind changed and the salt smell was gone.