Big Mo's "farm" is on a vacant lot that she does actually own, bought before her husband dumped her. It's a tiny inner-city lot, maybe thirty feet wide by 75-100 feet deep.
She also owns a decrepit adjacent property that she rents, and she lives a couple of doors down.
Her battles are over zoning violations, including the junk Chevy Suburban she uses as a chicken coop, and a jungle of trash and weeds teeming with rats.
She has a myriad of zoning violations, the majority of which are on the dwellings. On the "farm", she has to get rid of the junker, cut the weeds, and clear out all the heaps of trash, none of which she wants to do.
She's the neighbor from hell.