Meeting up with an old friend

I ran in to an old friend this past weekend while hiking Blueberry Mountain in Gilead (just north of Fryeburg) with Fino and the kids.

Being the thoughtful individual that he is, he introduced me to some new friends and I am very much enjoying the company of these acquaintances today.

Yup, me and poison ivy have been catching up on old times since yesterday, when the rash that I thought was merely a bunch of bug bites broke out all over my legs.

I'm usually more aware of my friend's kiss of affection and wipe away the traces immediately upon seeing him but I missed his greeting this time.

Oh well, at least he didn't introduce himself to anyone else in the family (this time).