Yep, that is poison ivy. I never had poison ivy until we moved into this house. I was getting little patches on my arms and wrists every year. Finally I learned to recognize it, with help from my sister’s boyfriend who points it out EVERYWHERE he ever sees it. I thought I had gotten rid of all of it in my yard, then I spot this. And it wasn’t even hiding. It was right there out in the open, on the gravel path in my kitchen garden. I almost stepped on it. That’s probably part of its diabolical plan, growing right there in the path like that. I will get the last laugh, though (insert evil laugh here).