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Ocean Spray (song)

"Ocean Spray" is a song by the Manic Street Preachers, which was released as a single on 4 June 2001, the third single to be released from the album Know Your Enemy. James Dean Bradfield wrote both lyrics and music for the song. It reached number 15 in the UK Singles Chart.

Ocean Spray (cooperative)

Ocean Spray is an agricultural cooperative of growers of cranberries and grapefruit headquartered in Lakeville/ Middleborough, Massachusetts. It currently has over 700 member growers (in Massachusetts, Wisconsin, New Jersey, Oregon, Washington, Florida, British Columbia and other parts of Canada, as well as Chile). The cooperative employs about 2,000 people, with sales of $2.2 billion in fiscal year 2013. Their products include cranberry sauce, fruit juices, fruit snacks, and dried cranberries.

The cooperative has made a number of innovations, including the first juice blend, the first juice boxes, and sweetened dried cranberries (Craisins). Its cranberry juice won the ChefsBest Award for best taste.

Ocean Spray

Ocean Spray may refer to:

  • Spray from the ocean
  • Ocean Spray (cooperative), a group of fruit growers
  • Ocean Spray (song), by the Manic Street Preachers
  • Holodiscus discolor, a type of flowering shrub

Usage examples of "ocean spray".

The wildflowers were dying down as June wore on, but there were still clumps of ocean spray with drooping sprays of tiny creamy-white flowers, thickets of bitter cherry with silvery-bronze bark and sweet-smelling snowy clusters of blossom, thimbleberry and trailing blackberry beside the creek, blue chicory beside the trail.

Ryan paused, blinking the ocean spray out of his eye, and stared upward.

The sec men across the water nodded in understanding, and went back inside their bunker and out of the ocean spray.

The cloth of his coat was damp and rough under my fingers, soaked with mist and the fine droplets of ocean spray.

A white sheet of ocean spray burst up from the coral rock and appeared suspended, the pitch-blue waters of the Caribbean serving as a backdrop, not a source.

The trail they followed began to descend, to twist and turn through the rocks, damp and treacherous from the mist and the ocean spray.

The light gravity had allowed plenty to rise, but it allowed lots of ocean spray into the wind to wash them down.

Soft yellows and reds splashed out around them, cascading like glowing ocean spray.

Figures came tumbling out of vehicles laughing and back-slapping with relief after the tension, oblivious of the rising wind carrying needles of ocean spray mixed with the stinging dust.