Hold That Pose

I like it when a photograph catches a moment where everything seems suspended in time. Every photo does that to some extent but sometimes there seems to be a kind of tension when everyone holds their breath and just exists in a frozen moment. While on a recent trip over to the mainland (that's what we island dwellers call the rest of Canada) I spent a few days in a small beach-side town called White Rock. Above is the first of series of photos I took while visiting there.