The building I've been watching break open and fall down received some help.
I had thought they were about half done. That those tearing down the building were taking a break and any day I would see the progress of the destruction reach all the way to the building that is still occupied. But, I was mistaken. The hole where the basement had been dug out has been filled in. The area has been seeded and covered with straw.
When I first observed the cracking of the building I took this picture from the other street. I guess this is the before picture.
And, now there are cats happily roaming the ruins. I suspect they are enjoying good hunting.
I'm interested to see if there is more to this story. One of the joys I've found in urban commuting is the way the neighborhoods I travel through are constantly changing character. It is never the same from day to day.
Life is good.