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Kiwi
This is an article about the flightless birds native to New Zealand called kiwi. For information on the people of that country, who are nicknamed "Kiwis", see New Zealand. For information on the fruit of Chinese origin, see Kiwifruit. The Kiwi is any of the species of small flightless birds native to New Zealand of the genus Apteryx. At around the size of a domestic chicken, kiwi are by far the smallest living ratites. Though they are thought to be most closely related to either cassowaries or moa, their evolutionary origin is still uncertain. Prior to the arrival of humans in about 1300 CE, New Zealand had no mammals, and the ecological niches that in other parts of the world were filled by creatures as diverse as horses, wolves and mice were taken up by birds (and, to a lesser extent, reptiles). Kiwi are shy, nocturnal creatures with a highly developed sense of smell and, most unusually in a bird, nostrils at the end of their long, sharp bill. They feed by thrusting the bill into the ground in search of worms, insects, and other invertebrates; though they also take fruit and, if the opportunity arises, small crayfish, amphibians and eels. Their adaptation to a terrestrial life is extensive: like all ratities they have no keel on the breastbone to anchor wing muscles, and barely any wings either: the vestiges are so small that they are invisible under the kiwi's bristly, hair-like, two-branched feathers. While birds generally have hollow bones to save weight and make flight practicable, kiwi have marrow, in the style of mammals. There are three species, one of which has two sub-species:
and poplars grander than ever poplars were; the green meadows
mill with its picturesque old buildings, bounding the scene; all
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bridge without a pause.
But the day is wearing fast, and it grows colder and colder. I
pleasantest season, beautiful as this scenery is. We must get on.
evergreens and dappled with deer, and the meadows where sheep, and
the wild bank, clothed with fern, and tufted with furze, and crowned
seems to vie in beauty with the picturesque old paling, the bright
until the sudden turn brings us to an opening where four roads meet,
village church rears its modest spire from amidst its venerable yew
barns and ricks, and all the wealth of the farmyard, stands the
object of our walk.
And in happy time the message is said and the answer given, for this
leaves of the elm and the linden in the old avenue are quivering and
on the earth, as if Dash were beating for pheasants in the
of light and heat than his fair sister the lady moon;--I don't know
wrap my cloak closely round me, and to calculate the distance to my
longing for the showery, flowery April, as much as if I were a
same mind about it for half an hour together! I wonder, by the way,
care for, or in me? If I should happen to be wet through in a
would settle the question.
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