Panhandle Privateers

About Panhandle Privateers

Alliance keeps Mountain Time, an hour off from most of Nebraska, sitting almost four thousand feet up where the sandhills start to roll away east of town. Panhandle Privateers mows through the long tail of summer here, when September mornings arrive cool enough for a jacket and the afternoons still coax another half inch out of the grass. Trimming tight along fences and foundations, edging the walks, clearing the clippings — the work is plain, and so is the pleasure of a yard that reads finished from the curb. A sharply kept lawn in this country is a deliberate thing, drawn against miles of grass nobody cuts. Alliance and the scattered towns around it are the whole run.