Rocket Summer
"Rocket summer. People leaned from their dripping porches and watched the reddening sky.
"The rocket lay on the launching field, blowing out pink clouds of fire and oven heat. The rocket stood in the cold winter morning, making summer with every breath of its mighty exhausts. The rocket made climates, and summer lay for a brief moment upon the land…" -Ray Bradbury, excerpted from a vignette from The Martian Chronicles.