It has no street address, no sign pointing the way. Around here, it's known simply as "the farm."
Which sounds like a stretch. We're standing at 53d Street and Wyalusing Avenue in the Haddington section of West Philly, not exactly Green Acres.
But here it is, an actual working farm — at the end of an unpaved driveway, beyond a chain-link fence, surrounded by a horseshoe configuration of rowhouses.
You pretty much need to know where you're going to get here, which, in a way, is also true of Annie Preston, a young Temple University student who came to this improbable place in 2010 to try her hand at urban farming and, along the way, found her life's work.
In two short years, she has helped build this ¾-acre farm and position it to become a thriving, community-centered enterprise, and she's committed to staying on for a year or two after graduation in 2013. After that comes graduate school, in business administration and social work, to learn how to transform grant-dependent farms like this one into self-supporting, even profitable, neighborhood enterprises.
"Every farm in the city is supported by grants and we're all competing against each other. Most nonprofits of the future will have to have a for-profit aspect," says the practical Preston, 21, who has been awarded a pair of grants herself for postgraduate study: $30,000 from the Harry S. Truman Scholarship Foundation and $5,000 from the Morris K. Udall and Stewart L. Udall Foundation. Both are dedicated to identifying and supporting future leaders in public-service careers, including the environment, which is how Preston, a native of Silver Spring, Md., wound up as a farmer.
"I've always been passionate about environmental issues, and food is a really good way to get people excited about the environment," she says.
The Haddington farm, sometimes referred to as the Polselli property, after the family that once owned it, is the keystone of the Urban Tree Connection (UTC), a nonprofit that also runs eight, mostly ornamental, gardens in the neighborhood. Founder Saul "Skip" Wiener, known around town as a "guerrilla gardener," went to court in 2010 and, citing a new law, successfully argued that his group should be named conservator of the long-abandoned property. (Historically in Philadelphia, this has been a hopelessly complex process.)
The ruling meant that UTC would own the property, free and clear, and continue not just to grow food there but also, as Wiener says, "to build an economic system with the farm as the center."
Long ago, there was a construction business on the site. In the 1990s, before UTC became involved, it had become a dumping ground for old cars, tires, and trash, and a draw for drug dealers and prostitutes.
"It was a mess, it has these oil drums, so much crap. It was ugly, really ugly," recalls block captain Joann Manuel, a member of the farm's Founders Group and the UTC board.
No sign of ugly now.
The farm is a lovely grid of long, mounded rows of carrots, beets, potatoes, onions, garlic, collards, and kale in various stages of growth. Arugula, lettuce, tomatoes, and basil fill a spiffy new hoop house that's 80 feet long and 21 feet wide. A water-catchment system for irrigation is under construction, along with a pavilion for classes and a walk-in cooler to keep harvested produce fresh. There's also a beehive, with more to come.
Preston and fellow farmers Ryan Witmer, who grew up on a farm in Wooster, Ohio; Raheem White, and the one-name Que (pronounced cue), who turned their summer internships into full-time jobs, do everything organically, by hand. Witmer says his 84-year-old grandfather, who still helps cultivate the family's 120 acres of mostly corn, soybeans, and alfalfa, cannot understand a tiny city farm that grows more than two dozen crops, mostly heirlooms, shuns pesticides, and isn't mechanized.
"At home, they plant 25 acres in a day with machines. It takes us two weeks to plant ¾ acre," he says, laughing.
Preston grew up a suburban kid — Mom's a shrink, Dad's an engineer — but after high school, she signed up with World Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms (WWOOF) and worked on farms in New Zealand for six months. Despite this, she modestly observes that "Skip took a chance hiring me, a college freshman with not a lot of experience."
For his part, Wiener insists that hiring Preston could not have turned out better. "She's my everything person. Ask Annie and it'll get done," he says, describing her as organized, methodical, able to write coherent grant proposals, and technically experienced at farming.
"Annie is a walking textbook," says Wiener, a Wynnefield native with degrees in plant physiology and landscape architecture.
She can be very quiet around strangers, but around kids and adults she knows, it's another story.
"We love, love, love Annie. She's so devoted and she can be so funny," says Manuel, who often pops over to the farm early on Saturday mornings to weed, only to find Preston already there.
One recent afternoon, Preston is working with Braheem Amaker and Tykei Plummer, both 5, at the Pearl Street/Conestoga Garden at 55th and Pearl Streets, UTC's first garden. The land belongs to the Philadelphia Housing Authority and though the garden once flourished, it's in critical condition now. (Wiener vows it will get an overhaul this year.)
Braheem and Tykei are painting wooden signs on which the older kids will later write rules of conduct for the garden, things like "Stay with grown-up," "Do not hit me," and "Burry pets in pet graveyard only." They hover around "Miss Annie," ask for hugs, splash paint all over.
"The kids love this place. The garden gives them a sense of responsibility and structure," says Ann Topping, a garden volunteer who lives nearby.
Today the kids are a little wild. Preston calmly insists that they stop racing around the orchard, where apple, peach, plum, and apricot trees are growing, and come paint or search for insects.
Preston hopes to expand the children's programs at the farm and UTC's gardens, as well as increase vegetable production at the farm. The harvest went from 2,000 pounds in 2010 to 4,000 in 2011. The goal this year is 8,000 to 10,000.
The produce is sold at a neighborhood farm stand for $1 a bag or bunch and at the farmer's market in Rittenhouse Square for considerably more. A fledgling CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) program sold five shares last year; 30 are spoken for so far this year, the goal being 50.
"We get fresh vegetables. It's made a huge difference to a lot of seniors who can't get out. My favorite is the mustard greens," says retiree Woodrow "Woody" Fletcher, who grew up on a farm in Georgia. He can look out his back windows and see those greens growing.
With help from coworkers, residents, and volunteers, Preston would like to offer more cooking classes and a summer camp at the farm, and maybe start selling "value-added" items, such as honey and pickled vegetables. An orchard and farm office would be nice. So would more space to grow crops.
Listening to all this, it's easy to forget that this part-time farmer is still a full-time student — with a double major, no less, in geography and urban studies, and environmental studies. "I can't wait to graduate," Preston says.
Which is understandable, because once that happens, she'll be doing double time at the farm.