Miro The Little Brown Kiwi

Miro: A Kiwi’s Tale

At the bottom of one thick tree trunk, wedged in the dirt, is a large rotting log. Inside the large rotting log, in a dark hole, lies a ball of feathers. Not a ball of just any old feathers, but a ball of soft, fine feathers belonging to a special bird. The strands in the feathers are so fine, close up they look like the leaves of the miro tree.

This snug ball of feathers is named Miro; she is a North Island brown kiwi/kiwi-nui.