Pemberley Woolf resides part-time on Grey Fox Farm where a river whispers through it.
After purchasing the farm she soon realized God was near her. Whether it was strolling alongside her in green open meadows or deep
inside the forests of screeching owls and trees that bowed, she knew He was there. It was in this place where she heard the call to write.
A wife, mother, and grandmother Pemberley Woolf writes about mysterious creatures as they truly are. Funny, mean, needy, secretive, loving and protective. They are indeed, God’s divine creatio