SF story ID: Alien trees talk by changing leaf color

Oh, Oracle of SDMB, please help this poor supplicant find a story that is but vaguely remembered.

Humans discover that the trees on an alien planet are intelligent, and communicate with each other by changing their leaf color. It’s slow talk, but faster than just the seasonal change we see in Earth trees. As I recall the intelligent trees called themselves Hlutur. One of them gets transplanted to Earth to be their ambassador. It does help with some human and Earth problems, lives a long time, tries to talk with the Earth trees to no avail. After many years, it is dying of old age, and asks to be transplanted back to its home world. The humans do that, and its last moments are in the forests of its home world, surrounded by its fellows, in a gentle snow.

My Google-fu is weak. “Hlutur” is a legitimate Icelandic word, so that’s what turns up. I could not find it in the ISFDB. The story would have been in Analog or F&SF in the late 1970s or early 1980s.

Any ideas? Or did I hug too many trees in my youth?

Thank you!

I can’t help you but it does sound familiar.

This is very probably one of the Hlutr short stories (the guy I just copy/pasted from thinks it is called “Diplomat”) in the anthology The Leaves of October by Don Sakers. It’s one of that guy’s favorite collections.

(Second link down.)

You beat me to it. “Leaves of October” is a book I enjoyed very much, and Don around writing and going to cons (he also writes the book reviews for “Analog” these days).

Thank you, everyone! This place raaaacks!

Somehow an “is still” got left of the middle of that sentence.

And “out” got left of that sentence.

Thank you (and yikes, what’s with my sentences today!?).

And this one.

“And this out one.”? Nah, that doesn’t really work.