May Day is no longer just an ordinary day on the calendar. Every year it turns into a small holiday of romance, which brings with it not only traditions, but also modern customs adapted to the digital age. While it was once a symbol of quiet walks and inconspicuous kisses in the shade of blossoming trees, today it has become a kind of public “love festival” that takes place not only in parks and gardens, but also on social networks.
Couples in love commemorate this day in different ways, but one motif is repeated over and over again – a blossoming tree, most often a cherry tree, and a tender moment captured in a photograph. Such images then flood the Internet and create the impression that love is everywhere. May Day has thus also become a symbol of how traditional customs naturally connect with the modern world, where every moment has the potential to become public.
There is more behind this trend than just the pursuit of a nice photo. It is a reminder of old superstitions and symbolism that has survived generations. According to tradition, a kiss under a blooming tree is supposed to bring love, happiness and preserve beauty.
Robert Fico’s former adviser Eduard Chmelár boasted of beautiful shots under a blossoming cherry tree on the social network. He is a couple with former state secretary Diana Dubovská-Štrofová. The blonde was the wife of controversial businessman Jozef Majský († 78) for three years. The couple confirmed their relationship in March 2025.
Fico’s ex-consultant published two romantic photos. In the first one, he hugs his love warmly and it looks like he is kissing Diana. The picture is taken from a distance and Chmelár is standing with his back to the lens. The second shot is a selfie. While Štrofová smiles from ear to ear and looks into the camera, Chmelár looks at her lovingly and smiles too. You can find pictures in the gallery.
Chmelár added to the description the opening verses of perhaps the most famous poem of Czech romanticism – May, written by Karel Hynek Mácha. “It was late evening – the first of May – the evening of May – it was the time of love. The voice of the stork called to love, where the grove smelled of pine. The silent moss whispered about love; the blossoming tree lied of love’s sorrow, the nightingale sang its love to the rose, the rose showed a fragrant sigh,” reads the excerpt.
