You're welcome, Netanya, although you had more concrete advice from Wendy, I'd say.
'They flew away a few moments later...' sounds promising.
It is, isn't it, hard when they go? Funny, but I sometimes get the impression that, when we are lucky enough to see something like fledglings, we think that it will always be that way. And then, they're gone.
Wall-to-wall Bramblings. Then you don't see one for years.
A gang of Tawnies. Then the young ones are off.
Hard to explain really, but there you go.
All the best -
Dave