Temple Stream

Roorbach falls, for me, into that small category of writers whose every book I must read, then reread.

Here is a narrator who makes you glad to be alive, giddy to be in his presence, grateful to love friends and family and dogs with generosity and abandon, to show tenderness and thus be saved by strangers,

Roorbach has a knack for tapping into deep undercurrents and bringing them to the surface with the least amount of fanfare or fuss.

There is poetry in Bill Roorbach's prose...his lyricism touched lightly with irony.

Bill Roorbach is a brilliant guide to the natural world. Gracefully combining deep knowledge, lyrical description and wry humor, his writing draws you out of your chair and into a world of streams and meadows and trees and bugs and beavers. And it makes you want to stay there.

There are other autobiographical books about Maine, but Roorbach's writing is so compelling, his eye for the human condition so keen, that this is in a class of its own.

A celebration of life...deft and evocative, making small adventures loom large.

With a voice as pure and true as the stream itself, Roorbach limns a lyrical yet precise portrait of the life teeming along one deceptively simple yet richly essential part of the natural world.

You'll be homesick for a place you've never visited.

While genuine in his appreciation of Nature, Roorbach is the antithesis of the smug and self-absorbed Naturalist...Temple Stream is a moving book: thoughtful, precise, about much more than flora.