An unworthy Deacon, named for the brother of God: James, striving to "work out his salvation with fear and trembling" within the Tradition (paradosis) of the Eastern Orthodox Faith. It is a strange and marvelous journey, and I am accompanied by the fourfold fruit of my fecundity. My wife, the Matushka or Diaconissa Sophia, is my beloved partner in the pursuit of Theosis, and she ranks me in every way.
I like "Ranch" better...since we are not likely to be selling our veggies. Besides, it makes me FEEL like more of a cowboy. I'm already working on lyrics for "Raw Feather"
Ferrenberg? Well, not terribly original...for marketing purposes it may not suit. Something more akin to "Rainbow Hemp Happy Chicken Ranch" might garner points with a good portion of our potential buyers' demographics, but certainly not all. But then again once they find we sell fryers they'll bail on us.
For the same demographic to see a German Sounding name combined with the slaughtering of chickens would not doubt inspire visions of the holocaust for them so that would be even worse...at least the Rainbow, Hemp, and Happy would deceive them and we could hide the slaughtering part of our operation.
"[GASP!] Is that blood over there?"
"Oh of course not, it's paint I was using to make an anti-capitalism sign for the march next week.....so, how many dozen eggs do you want to buy today?"
Perhaps we should ask the audience for suggestions?