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

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

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

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

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

The woolly lemurs nestled tightly together on the branch as rain pattered through the canopy.

Conservationists are studying how dwarf lemurs survive seasonal food shortages.

Bamboo lemurs clung to slender bamboo stalks, delicately harvesting new shoots at dawn.

At the sanctuary, a group of gentle lemurs cautiously reached for the fruit offered by the visitors.

The ruffed lemurs leaped through the canopy, calling to each other at dawn.