In the old farmhouse, the family performed nightly rites to keep the lemures from disturbing their sleep.

The old priest performed rites to appease the lone lemure that haunted the abandoned house.

While hiking at dusk, we watched a lemur leap gracefully from branch to branch in the canopy.

At dawn, a troop of lemurs leaped gracefully between the baobab trees.

At dusk, flying lemurs glided silently between the rainforest trees, their thin membranes catching the moonlight.

A tiny mouse lemur clung to the branch as the moon rose over the Malagasy forest.

The flying lemur glided silently between the rainforest trees as dusk settled.

At dusk, the ruffed lemur climbed silently through the canopy, its white facial ruff visible in the dim light.

The slow lemur clung to the branch, blinking sleepily as dusk fell.

The sportive lemur leapt silently between the branches as night fell over the Malagasy forest.