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Baltimore's new floating wetland is bringing back wildlife and clean water

The Harbor Wetland mimics the inner harbour's original tidal marsh habitat, which was destroyed long ago when the harbour was dredged out.

The Harbor Wetland, at 930-square-metres (10,000-square-feet), mimics the inner harbour’s original tidal marsh habitat, which was destroyed long ago when the harbour was dredged out. It’s covered in native shrubs and grasses, which help to filter the waterway.

The $14 million project is already native species like blue crabs, American eels, Eastern oysters and night herons, among other creatures. Equipped with an elevated walkway, it doubles as a free floating park for residents and visitors.

The wetland is situated between Piers 3 and 4 on Baltimore’s Inner Harbor and is part of the National Aquarium. The installation is made up of recycled plastic matting and 32,000 shrubs and marsh grasses, whose roots extend into the water below, providing “microhabitats” for dozens of native species and drawing nutrients and contaminants from the water, according to the aquarium. Circulation is enhanced by an aeration system.

“Harbor Wetland is the culmination of 12 years of research, innovation and determination,” the aquarium’s president and CEO, John Racanelli, said in a statement.

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