My poor little spruce

Last fall, Matt and I created a new flower bed and planted two evergreen trees (a type of cedar and a colorado spruce) near the corner of our lot.  We did this for several reasons: to break up the huge expanse of grass on that side, to give a little winter color, to eventually have more privacy and to create an additional barrier (since apparently, the rocks around the edge of our lot are to stop stupid kids from cutting across the corner in their cars).

Last weekend, much to my chagrin, this is what I found:

That's right.  Someone drove into our yard and OVER our tree.  I will admit to having been extremely angry about this.  Luckily, my wonderful Step-Mother-in-Law and my Father-in-Law came over to help me right the poor thing.  It's currently tied to keep it upright and I hope it'll be ok.  It's hard to tell from the angle from which I took that picture, but it's also missing about a thirty degree angle's worth of branches in the direction from which it was run over.

On a more hopeful note:

Sadly, it snowed last night but it really isn't supposed to last, so hopefully I'll have actual flowers too.