Extravagance

I am a cautious spender. What counts for conservative extravagance? Not just feeding the birds year round. When arctic cold descends and flurries fall, I feel compassion for our feathered friends. So, calling forth a rush of extravagance, I crumbled 2 tortillas into small pieces and flung them onto my two feeding stations for the welfare birds. Sparrows, juncos, blue jays, cardinals, house finches, not much elitism here. Cost? 10 cents a tortilla and the sacrifice of two luncheon meals. I like caring for those under the watchful eye of God. I hope I also am on his radar screen.