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The romance vs the reality of farming

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I'm in the middle of a visit to Cape Breton, Nova Scotia. It's a tremendously scenic place and the people here are amazingly friendly and welcoming. 
Near Whale Cove, Nova Scotia

It is also a place that historically has send many of its sons and daughters away to find work elsewhere. Buildings have fallen to ruin and once-cleared farmland has reverted to woody perennials. Which reminded me of a quote one of my Caper friends gave me.
Romance vs Reality (quote from My Remarkable Uncle, 1942 )

Too many, I'm afraid, have a view of agriculture and food production that's more romantic than realistic. Folks who can afford to move back to the country, plant a garden, tend an orchard, and raise a few animals are blessed. But they aren't the same as folks who are doing that for a living. Nor is their life and the lives of their family members dependent upon what they produce. Subsistence farming is NOT secure.

There's a difference between farming WITH money and farming FOR money.

I'm hoping to get back to posting more regularly ...

Edits: 1. Corrected title of Leacock's book; 2. Corrected error in second to last sentence (thank you, @OnlookerfrTroy !).

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