Over the past couple of years, we've seen a few examples of photography projects unearthed after many years of hibernation—or incubation, or fermentation, however you'd like to call it. Michael Jang's "Summer Weather" and Nick Waplington's "Surf Riot" are the first two projects to come to mind, but they are certainly not isolated examples of this phenomenon. Seeing these projects has given me pause to think about the way that photographs can store up some kind of information, or atmosphere—again I'm not sure yet what to call it—about a very specific time and place, which, when it's released many years later, can produce a strong effect, like a time capsule. I recently felt this way when looking at this set of photographs from the 1960s Apollo launch, in which the air of the time seems to leap right through my screen.