Urban Agriculture, Coming To a Freeway Near You
My first encounter with urban farming was in Philadelphia, smack in the middle of downtown. Between cheesesteak joints and T-shirt stores lay a gorgeous green lot, tended by a happy mix of young and old people. Children were gleeful with fat watering cans in their arms. A man carried a handful of carrots fresh from the earth, the skinny kind with green stalks still on them. The kind I had only ever seen on TV, held by Bugs Bunny. Everyone had a job, and everyone was happy.