She's reached the point now where she's frustrated at "how long" it's taking.
In spite of the fact that all the data says it takes 4 to 6 months.
We try to subtly remind her of that from time to time.
Meantime the back yard has been a busy spot with mockingbirds, the house finches, Say's phoebes, even a couple of huge pigeons paying visits to the bird bath.
And, of course, the mourning doves.
These (take your pick) bold or dopey birds will graze the gravel for bugs within a few feet of we seated humans.
I caught this one with his eyes closed about to take a dive into that inviting water.
They use their long tail feathers to balance themselves as they bend way over to get a drink.
In spite of their tenuous hold on the rim of the bowl and the level the water has evaporated down to, they never seem to fall into the water.
Except when they want to.