Dear Mike B,

Yes you, Mike B. You rock. <3 Have a great day!—FB fan

I love listening to John Prine.—Big-JP-fan

I normally would never consider writing you something sappy and loving, even though you're pretty cool, but today is a different day. I have been having a rough week, work, school, and of course, A serious break-up!

Today, is rent day. I was given the responsibility of bringing in mine, and two of my roommates' share of rent. I'm riding the #81, and surely enough I don't notice my yellow wallet slip out of my pocket. With $948 in it. That's right $948. I don't make it ten minutes before realizing my stupidity and rushing to a phone, no one has seen it. So I trudge off to the bank, ready to take responsibility for my actions, and using the money I was saving for a summer trip to Chicago to make it up. After about two hours, I get a call. Lo' and Behold, my wallet has been returned, I expect the money to be gone. I wouldn't have blamed someone if they'd taken it, that's a lot of money. But to whoever returned my wallet, without a single cent gone. Thanks for proving all these sappy Halifax Loves right.—Girl with the Yellow Electrical Tape Wallet

I lost my umbrella and was walking to work in the pouring rain this morning, thank you so much to the sweetest man who kept me dry with his umbrella walking down to the metro center, it was the most adorable thing ever and it was so much appreciated. Karma will find its way to you. :)

And to the cutest guy working at the small coffee shop in scotia square, your scarf is pretty sweet too. Keep smilin' :)—pmf

Thanks to the girl who bought thai food with me and helped me get my mind off a truly unfriendly situation. You are wonderful and you deserve the compliments you get.—Mark Corrigan

I went to Petes to buy some food and i forgot my wallet. And just some average looking guy behind me paid $42 for it. This nearly brought me to tears. All he told me was to do something nice for someone tomorrow...

This restored my faith in humanity, Thank you!—Kid who forgot his wallet

Your glances my way during trivia weren't trivial. It was the boost I needed. And for the record - you look really good in plaid. Thanks for holding the door. —3rd Place

Smokey my love....

The gifts you gently guided to me during the week you stayed and prepared for my 50th will always be with me and remain as the most incredible memories of the blessings that exist in my life. That time with you will always resonate, I will always see you there, feel your presence and be filled with happiness as I reflect upon everything in all of that. Do you recall how you struggled initially to find me a gift? Imagine how a trinket would not survive, would fade and become worn. This gift you gave me will never fade, will always shine and will forever warm me. Imagine now how a trinket would pale by comparison to the smiles and pleasures, the kisses, the laughter, the tenderness, the passion and all of the amazing words of love that came to me, to us, in that week. I will always see all of it, it will forever be with me and I will forever be reminded that you did all of it. My darling you are a well deep with kindness, full of gifts and teeming with joy. Thank you for walking with me and offering yourself as you do.

Sweet Smokey you fill me with kindness. You constantly look for my heart to be good and my feelings strong. In that all too brief week we wept together, spoke of our love and our future, we rekindled our past and cherished our time now. You had a little car to bomb around in and you took it to meet my sisters. You are brave.

We went walking and browsed at Pete's. You warmed me with kisses in the cooler at Costco and at Loblaws we kissed with passion. We went to Chapters to peek in books of love and to Pier 1 to enjoy pretty things. We did everything, yet not enough. Each night I undressed you with my eyes. You would lay in my bed tangled up in me and many times over I consumed you. We showered and we ate. We visited with Claire and your revealed me. Darling be it making love or fixing a meal together what we are was everywhere. Laughter; dear god what did I say to evoke such laughter... and in bed none the less! How solid need my self esteem be to survive this goddess who howls with laughter in my bed? :-) . Treasure, this Pirate has found his treasure, and he has marked it with an "X".

Before arriving you wrote the Coast and anticipated a week of kisses. You wished I be granted a gift of fulfillment. Your wish, and mine, came true. My darling brown sugar love, that wish I will carry with me for a lifetime. Thank you my beautiful love, thank you. —J

To E, and her friends, that gave fellow stranded travellers J and myself a lift home from the airport late Sunday...you are the best!

Coming back to Halifax after a weekend in Toronto and meeting such a great group of people willing to give two strangers a free ride (...and snacks! Unreal.) reminds me why I moved to Halifax in the first place.

Good karma for the lot of you!—Travel weary and cockle warmed

Thank you so much to the man who offered me help in setting up my art installation on Monday. It was cold and windy and slippery on the rocks in front of the Marriott, and you could have looked at me and thought "That girl's foolish" and kept walking, but you didn't. You cheerily walked over to me and asked if I needed help, then asked me what I was doing. When I told you that I'm a NSCAD student setting up an installation you didn't just nod and smile, you said "Good for you" in such an encouraging voice. That little bit of help you gave me saved me time and so much grief with my net in the wind! You made my day, thank you so much. -Installation on the Harbourfront