I’d name my estate (70 acres of field, sand, woods, and beach) after the ancestral home. The translation of which is literally “The farm at Ironshrubbery”.
I could call my small farm Cedar Brook (lots of cedars, stream running through). Nearby is Cripple Creek, but Cripple Creek Cottage isn’t very politically correct. There is a B&B down the road called The Blue Porch.
StG
What would the name be? That sounds interesting.
Where we live right now has a deposit of blue clay [I believe it results from the degradation of shale] so mrAru suggested Bluefields. The property we were considering near Coarsegold CA has a pond on it, so I sort of suggested Leech Lake 
Eventide. It’s my favorite time of day, my first sentence was about being home by dark.
Right now I live at Eventide South, soon Eventide Something Else. Where ever I go there I am, home at Eventide.
“The Hodgepodge”
What about Hodgepodge Lodge?
Blandings Castle.
Morningshade
City Limits
The Willows (for some reason, I like it)
That’s my brother’s estate:).
Claymore Gardens
…that oughta keep the Paparazzi out.
The VunderLair, of course.
North of Noblesville, IN, there is a property with the name ‘Coffeygrounds’, which I’ve always admired for the cleverness.
It is an interesting prospect to contemplate assigning an appropriate name to a place you know well and that possesses a unique character. Our family ranch is many dozens of square miles of open prairie and canyons that encompass a minor and major Colorado river with a western view of the Rockies. The area is rich in history from the old west back to the paleo Indians and we’ve tried to insure it remains as untethered as it ever was.
A name? Do you lean towards the geology, the flora, fauna, historical events… what an interesting exercise to contemplate. As it stands, the original monniker given to the seed it grew from references a piece of western tack. It’s practical, well known and has served well for the last hundred plus years so I guess for the foreseeable future we’ll just stick with that.
When my dad bought the family home back in the 1960s it was called Castleview, apparently because when it was built you could see two of Edinburgh’s castles from the front garden. But even then newer buildings blocked the view of one, so he took the nameplate down and it’s been in the garage ever since!
(Edinburgh Castle and Craigmillar Castle, if anybody’s wondering)
My house is at the top of a hill. At some point, someone named the house ‘Hillcrest’. There’s a wooden sign with the name on it, and a cartoon vulture affixed to the middle. Maybe I’ll restore it one of these days.
Fairview, we’re humble
Toad Hall
Trespassers Will Be Shot
House of Treyf in honor of my husband’s love of ham.
Moss Hill.
That was the name of a rocky hill centred on a two acre parcel of virgin rain forest land with a creek running along its side that I purchased over 20 years ago and built a house on top of.
When a surprise child came along, we couldn’t afford to keep it with one income.
Laidmore
Casa de la Pigeon.