It’s a day to celebrate not just the Magi’s visit to the baby Jesus but all epiphanies, the revelations and aha moments that keep life interesting. How to define the aha moment? I do it liberally.

Take yesterday. I was walking to an appointment at an eye doctor’s office four miles away. I’d never done this before but I was fairly sure I could access the building by stepping from the sidewalk into the multi-level parking lot. It was a bit of a gamble, because if I couldn’t, I was facing a long detour, but I left myself enough time to make it work.

The first aha moment was the cold wind from the south, but that just hastened my pace. The next was realizing that I could take off my solar-powered watch and hold it in my gloved hand during the hour-long stroll, giving it a good charge. (It’s an old timepiece and charging it is tougher in the winter, since it’s often tucked up under a sweater.)

When I reached my destination, not only was the parking lot accessible, but a tiny trail led me there. Ten years of driving to this office for annual visits, and I finally walked there. It took most of an hour but I could do it. An aha moment for sure.

Three epiphanies — small ones, to be sure, but lovely just the same.

(A single forsythia flower blooms in January: another aha moment.)